Chapter 3

Ryan's POV

Waiting in the bathroom seemed to take an eternity. He could only think of one thing and that was how to get out of that reception as quickly as possible. Then he remembered that this was Seth and Summers wedding and that he wasn't going to be able to get out anytime soon. He finally left the stall and opened the bathroom door, silently praying not to run into The Nana. Skimming the crowd for Taylor he smiled as he finally found her. She was sitting at the table with his family, laughing with the rest of them as she talked animatedly about what he only hoped wasn't him. He locked eyes with Kirsten and she waved for him to come over.

"We were just catching up with Taylor," she said as he found a seat next to her and picked up a champagne flute.

"I see that," he eyed her suspiciously.

"I was telling them about the two months I spent backpacking across France and Italy. I spent a few days with this great family I met at a market and ended up learning how to make pasta from Grand-mère Francesca and being a bridesmaid for a very sweet girl named Gianna after her sister snuck away to elope with a groomsman. Talk about your scandalo!" Ryan remembered when Taylors overly odd and animated stories drove him crazy, but now he just smiled and laughed along with the rest of the table.

"No one but you Taylor. Sandy, I think you owe me a dance and I bet these kids would like some parent free time." Kirsten got up and pulled Sandy to his feet, they made their way to the dance floor.

"Well… Atwood, Townsend…" Summer looked from one to the other.

"Cohen… other Cohen" Taylor volleyed back.

"So, are you guys getting back together now?"

Ryan looked at Taylor who wasn't saying anything.

"Sure, now you're quiet," he turned from Taylor back to Summer.

"We're umm.. I mean, we ahh.."

"Yeah Ryan isn't going to form a sentence anytime soon. Taylor you're up," Seth said impatiently.

"We're going to just hang out and see what happens," Taylor slid her hand into Ryans under the table.

"Well that's annoyingly not really an answer. Summer shall we?" He held his hand out to her and they joined Sandy and Kirsten on the dance floor.

"So we're hanging out?" Ryan smirked.

"Shut up. I mean we kind of talked about things, but I mean I guess we have a lot to talk about. I mean are we together? Are we going to see other people? Are you going to ask me out on a date or are we going to skip all that? Are we…"

She continued in true Taylor fashion, he saw no other option to stop her than to lean down and kiss her, effectively cutting her off. He leaned her forehead against hers, eyes closed. "Taylor, would you like to go on a date with me?"

"Yeah I'd really like that," she sighed.

Taylor's POV

It was nearly 10:30 pm and Seth and Summer's car was sufficiently decorated with the requisite window chalk hearts and arrows and cans tied to the back. Taylor eyed her handiwork and congratulated herself. She heard the DJ telling people to gather outside to wish the couple well as they headed out. She grabbed the basket of bubbles and started handing them out as people filed out of the reception hall.

Seth and Summer ran through the bubbles and crowd saying their goodbyes and stopped when they got to her.

"Ok, you have the keys?" Summer hugged her friend.

"Yup, and I'll feed Pancakes while you're away. Maybe Pancakes and Flapjacks can have a playdate! You're sure its ok that I stay in your guest room?"

"Of course. I mean not forever though right? Cause I mean we're newlyweds," Summer winked awkwardly.

"I wouldn't dream of it. I'll have a new place ASAP. Have a great honeymoon and make sure you visit that cute little shop I told you about."

She finished shoving Summer's dress into the car and waved as they drove away.

"I gotta help Sandy carry presents to the car and then I think I'll be ready to get out of here," Ryan ran his hand up and down Taylors arm. She shivered at the electricity she felt between them. "I'll pull my car around and pick you up?"

"Yeah, ok." She was suddenly nervous to be alone with him. She wanted nothing more than to be with him but realized that this time was different. This time nothing really stood in the way. They were both free. He was done with school. She had found herself. They wouldn't be holding each other back anymore. If things didn't work this time, it'd really be over. It suddenly felt like a lot of pressure.

Kirsten came up beside her. "Thank you so much for all you did to help with this wedding. I know how much time you spent video chatting and talking to Summer about every detail. Without her mom here I know how important it was for her to have someone." She looked at Taylor and noticed the tears forming in her eyes. "Is everything ok?"

"What if I mess everything up with him?" Taylor stared off at nothing in particular.

"Oh honey." She wrapped her into a hug. "It's Ryan, he can forgive a lot. Just be kind to each other and listen to each other. You aren't going to mess anything up. Sandy and I are here if either of you need to talk."

"Thanks Kirsten."

Ryan's car rolled around the corner and Taylor quickly wiped the tears out of her eyes and smiled. She climbed into the car. Kirsten appeared at the drivers side window, "I expect to see you both at lunch tomorrow at the yacht club."

"You got it. Are you sure there isn't anything else we can help with before we go?"

"No, you kids go and have a good night," she leaned closer to Ryan and whispered something in his ear.

They drove away and Taylor grew more and more restless.

"Umm… so I have an idea."

"Yeah? Whats that."

"I think we shouldn't talk tonight," she glanced at him apprehensively.

"Oh, yeah…" he cleared his throat. "Do you want me to just drop you off at Seth and Summer's then?" he shifted in his seat.

"No, I mean lets just have sex tonight. Let's not think about everything else. I just want to be with you. No awkward discussions and talking about how we feel about everything. I just need to feel you tonight. I thought about it the whole plane ride back, and right now all I can think about is the fact that my panties are in your pocket."

"I don't think I've ever heard you say anything that perfect before." They sped towards his apartment.

Ryan's POV

He knew that he should be gentle. It was their first time back together in years and he wanted things to be perfect. He wanted her to feel special, but all he wanted to do was throw her onto the bed and tear her dress off. He pulled into the driveway.

"Race you upstairs?" She smiled mischievously.

"Oh you're on Townsend."

They crashed through his front door and into the living room. He paused for a minute and then couldn't help himself.

"I wanted this to be something different, but I have to have you now." He growled as he took two steps towards her, picked her up and then slammed her against the wall.

"Oh my God, I've missed you."

His hands furiously searched for the zipper on her dress. "It's on the side," she whispered into his ear. Her hands fisted in his hair and pulled. He groaned as he unzipped her dress and let it pool around her ankles. He picked her up again and stumbled into the kitchen setting her down on the counter. He ducked down and starting at her knee kissed along her inner thigh until he was at her center. Her smell was intoxicating, and he slowly traced along her slit with his finger.

"As much as I don't want to stop you, I thought you said you had to have me now," she winked at him as he looked up at her. "Take me to bed Atwood."

He tore her off the counter and crashed his lips to hers as he backed her up towards the bedroom running into the table. "I think I can make this work," he spun her around and pushed her back until she was bending over the table. He reached down and instantly felt how aroused she was. Apparently manhandling was working for her too. He undid his belt buckle and watched as she wagged her ass at him seductively. He reached back and smacked her ass leaving a pink handprint. She smiled and Ryan thought he heard her whisper "easy girl" to herself. He didn't think he'd ever gotten his pants off that quickly before as he grabbed onto her hips and leaned down against her. His hand slid up her ribcage and he felt her breath catch. He kissed a path down her spine and then found her perfect breast with his hand. Her nipples were already hard. He cupped her in his hand and shuddered as he felt himself getting harder. He took himself in his other hand and lined himself up with her entrance.

"Taylor I can't go slow here."

"I'm not asking you to" she purred back.

He rammed into her and had never felt anything better in his life. She let out a small scream and he paused for a minute to compose himself. Grabbing her hips, he pulled back and rammed in again, unable to stop himself. The table moved a few inches as he continued his assault. He grabbed her and spun her back around picking her up he continued towards his bedroom. Throwing her onto the bed he heard a small laugh escape her. She quickly scrambled up and then before he knew it she had pushed him back onto the bed. Laying on his back her watched as she crawled up the bed until she was straddling him. Then he watched as she sunk over his dick, the sensation making him close his eyes so he could concentrate on the perfect tight fit. She leaned down and kissed him as she started to move against him. A low hum formed in his throat as she ground down.

Suddenly he couldn't take it anymore. He flipped her over so that he was above her and pressed her into the mattress. "Hold on," he barked as he slammed into her. His breathing was coming out in short gasps and he could feel himself getting closer. He could tell that she was too because her legs had wrapped around him and he could feel her muscles pulling him in farther with each thrust.

"I can't hold on any longer," he gasped.

"Come with me."

That was all he needed to hear as he grabbed onto the headboard for extra leverage. They came together in a frantic haze. Everything faded away and all he could feel was her around him, all he could hear was her rapid breathing, and all he could smell was the faint smell of her perfume. She was everything.

Author's Note:

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